Blood and Apples

Chapter 6

Once again for the third time Snow found herself awakening in the large bed of red sheets. She sat up from the bed stretching her arms out with a small yarn.
Her back suddenly felt saw and along with her legs. The memories of the night before suddenly came drifting back, the was he touched her and the way he spoke to her. Snow felt herself blushing just at the thought of what he had done to her that night.
Snow started looking around the room trying to distract her mid with other thoughts. She noticed the slightest bit of light coming through the close window. So it is day time she thought removing the covers from herself.
Snow tried to slowly get out of the bed but found her legs still weak and wobbly. Eventually Snow made it towards the bedroom door ready to open it, only she discovered one issue. It was locked.

"Dracula?" She called out still slightly tugging at the door. It was no use though, if it was indeed daylight that means the count have retired to his chambers, but why would he lock me in?
Snow looked around the room trying to find a spare key or spare door if some sort, anyway that would help her escape the room. First thing that stood out was the two sword display next to large wardrobe.

"Perfect" Snow slightly cheered reaching reaching for the sword pulling out before lifting it a over her head and slamming it into the lock of the door.
It made a loud clang noise and shook Snow's arms but it worked to unlocking the door.
Snow tip toed out of the room finally free to wonder and maybe find a front entrance. She walked along the long corridor staring at the paintings again, she never realised the amount of detail that when into the paintings, each pair of eyes were as captivating as Dracula's.

What seemed like hours was Snow wondering the castle in search for an entrance of sorts but only got more entangled within the walls of this dark palace. So many time his Snow find herself wondering into the same room or passing the same status over and over as if the castle itself was keeping her trapped. Eventually Snow found a large library with shelves that reached the roof and a comfy leather bound chair in the middle.

"This is new" Snow stated to herself roaming her hands along the different pattern books. It seemed like years since Snow read a book let a lone stepped into a library, she use to have her father ready to her before bed.
Snow examine the book titles remembering familiar titles and discovering new ones. She reached out for a particular red book with words spelling the secret key but once she grabbed the book form the shelf she heard the large book shelf clink. Suddenly the book shelf was slowly moving to its side revealing a long dark stair case.

"Oh my" Snow gasped. She stood at the stair case staring down into it, a part of her wanted to put back the book and forget she ever found this secret door. But the other half saw this as an opportunity.
It could be a secret exit Snow thought as she reached for a lit torch that was placed near the beginning of the stairs.
Her steps started slowly still being very weary about where it was this cold brick staircase was leading her. It seemed to go one for a while before finally reaching a large wooden door that was slightly left open.

"Very strange" Snow gently pushed the rest of the door opened to reveal a room that was too dark. Snow handled the torch in front of her trying to light the room and instantly saw something that almost made her heart stop completely.
In front of her sat the lifeless body of the Huntsman sitting on a wooden chair as blood poured from his slashed throat and arms.
Snow dropped the torch feeling her heart racing and her stomach quenching sickly.
Without a second thought Snow ran back up the stairs with more urgency then ever before. She finally reached the top and pushed the book shelf back into place before finally taking a breath.

"Oh god! Oh god!" Snow was shaking, memories of the huntsman started flooding back she's almost forgotten, the sound of him choking on his blood before the sound of his neck snapping filled her mind. Snow tightly gripping her mouth crying to hold back the sudden feel of vomit.
The count is a murder, and she had slept with him. Her mind was racing, he kept the body!? There was so much blood, Snow found herself leaning on the book shelf before she'd collapse.
Snow White tried to calm herself, he said he wouldn't kill her so she was safe... but for how long? Oh god! She started hyperventilate again.

"There you are my dearest pet" Snow spun around to see the count standing at the entrance of the library with an arched eyebrow.

"You've seemed to have escaped your room, naughty, naughty" he chuckled slowly taking a few steps forward. Snow could barely look at him let a lone move, her legs were frozen still.

"Find anything interesting princess?" Dracula asked standing right in front of Snow. She merely shook her head weakly in response.
Dracula didn't appreciate the response before grabbing her chin and lifting her gaze to his, her eyes wide with fear.

"Use your words pet, I don't want to ask again"

"N-no Dracula" Snow quickly responded. Dracula stared at her eyes realising that every so often they'd slightly glance towards the bookshelf, he followed her look towards the slightly moved book shelf where a particular book was missing. Dracula smirked.

"Seems you've gone exploring"

"I-I didn't s-see anything"

"I wouldn't lie to me pet, liars here get punished"

"Please! I-I didn't see-"

"Would you like to then"

"No!" Snow shouted suddenly gripping Dracula's arms. His grin grew wider.

"Ah but how would you know it's something you don't like? After all you didn't see anything" Snow knew she was in trouble, his smile and tone caused her to shiver. His cold hand wrapped around her waste pulling her closer.

"Let's explore... shall we?" Dracula used his other hand to grab the corner of the book shelf and shoved it away once again revealing the stair case. Snow gulped still shivering in fear.
She didn't know what could possible happen now.